“Sir,” said the lady Gonde, “do not put yourself to the trouble of questioning him further, for saying so much he has used up his words.”
But Sir Roel to Toon: “Son, dost thou not know where she is?”
“Magtelt,” answered he, “is a fair maid, and carries her crown straight.”
“Ah,” exclaimed the lady Gonde, “I am growing anxious; where is she then?”
And she went off to search the castle thoroughly.
But coming back she said to Sir Roel: “She is nowhere in the house; she has defied our orders and gone to Halewyn.”
“Wife,” said Roel, “that cannot be. Children, in this country, were always obedient to their parents.”
“Toon,” said she, “where is she? Toon, do you not know?”
“The Miserable,” he answered, “fears the beautiful maid; whom God leads he leads well.”
“Roel,” cried out the lady Gonde, “he knows where our Magtelt has gone!”